Shen Tang was curious: "Is this the encrypted language spirit?"
[Viewed horizontally, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far]
She had read it on the scroll of praying for good. According to the notes, it should be a military formation spirit that is used to inflict evil on people. It is very confusing. The key point of the entire verse is in the first half of the sentence. If the opponent has little experience, he or she will not be able to tell.
A doorway, one can get into it if one is not careful, LYB's favorite.
But the way to crack it is also simple.
The key to breaking the formation lies in the second half of the sentence - if you don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because you are in this mountain - if you react in time, you only need to distance yourself, make detours, take care of your own head and tail, and avoid being cut in half by your opponent.
The true face of the Qing army formation.
In addition, there is a simpler and more effective way - to use absolute force to kill the enemy and break the formation.
Qi Shan looked solemn: "It seems so."
Shen Tang asked again: "How to crack it?"
Unexpectedly, Qishan asked, "How could I know?"
He said this, but his eyes and expressions clearly did not mean it. Shen Tang was choked up when he asked: "Yuanliang doesn't know, and it's even less likely for me to know. How can we just stare at each other like this?"
It is impossible to stare dryly.
Praying for good deeds is not so boring.
He just looked at Shen Tang silently, who turned away his eyes.
For a long time, Shen Tang whispered in a low voice, which sounded a little hollow: "Yuanliang...Am I in trouble..."
A silent atmosphere flows quietly in the room.
Qishan didn't say anything, so she couldn't help but think more - she really didn't expect that she would be so unlucky, and she would encounter such things when she went out to find work to make money, and she didn't expect that the drawing paper given by Guer would hide a secret.
It is also an extremely rare encrypted speech spirit.
She thought about it with her toes and knew that she was involved in unknown trouble. Qishan was so close to her that it would be difficult to stay out of it.
However, Qi Shan deliberately concealed something...
Not happy!(#￣～￣#)
"Tsk, can this be considered a trouble?"
Qi Shan raised his eyelids, but the words that came out of his mouth surprised Shen Tang. He changed from his usual laziness, and his expression showed a bit of edge.
He slowly arranged the drawing paper, leaving only the little figure drawing by Shen Tang untouched. He chuckled and said, "If I had known that Xiaocheng was a journey in troubled waters, I would have dared to come here. Naturally, I wouldn't be afraid of this little trouble. I wouldn't be afraid of getting involved.
, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to find the bureau’s door.”
To put it bluntly, he was here for trouble, not for peace and quiet, and what happened to Shen Tang played into his heart.
Shen Xiaolangjun is indeed amazing.
It was only the second day and I gave him such a big surprise!
"Young Li, go to bed early and come pick up the painting tomorrow."
Shen Tang looked at Qi Shan in a daze, and only had time to catch the corner of his clothes as he left. He opened his mouth for a long time, not knowing what to say.
For a long time, he opened his mouth and cursed.
"Gan!"
Is it great to know more?
="＝convex!
Suddenly it seemed as if all the strength in his body had been relieved.
Well, knowing more is awesome!
She leaned back and lay on the wooden floor. She opened her eyes and stared at the beam above her head, thinking wildly.
The wife is unhappy!
That inexplicable inner fire was raging in my chest, unable to find an outlet. The more I thought about it, the angrier it became, and the more angrily it became, the more angry it became, and the cycle continued.
Finally, she exerted strength in her waist and sat up abruptly.
He grabbed the little man picture and didn't have time to appreciate his masterpiece. He stared at the blank space on the drawing paper. He closed his eyes and recalled what Qi Shancai had done before, condensing his literary spirit in his palm. The moment his literary spirit touched the paper, the surrounding environment changed.
Clear turns into mold lake.
She felt that her consciousness had broken into a very subtle "different space" - the world was lonely, the yin and the yang intertwined - just when she was about to escape and leave the ghost place, the horizontal chessboard suddenly lit up under her feet, and an unclear lake appeared in the distance.
silhouette.
Who is this person?
As soon as Shen Tang had this idea, his body suddenly sank, his consciousness returned to his body, and the words and spirit appeared on the drawing paper in front of him.
[Viewed from the side as a ridge and as a peak from the side]
"What does it mean……"
Shen Tang calmed down and repeated it again.
With mental preparation, when the chessboard appeared again, she calmly looked at the dark shadow. Thanks to her good eyesight, she could vaguely see that the dark shadow was a tall and slim young man. At first glance, he looked similar to Qi Shan.
But his temperament is a bit more decadent than that of Qi Shan.
His appearance was hidden in the darkness and he did not speak. When he saw Shen Tang appear, he just raised his right hand and waved his folding fan.
Shen Tang tensed up his nerves instantly and was about to draw out the Mother Sword. Unexpectedly, a huge black disk condensed on top of the chessboard. Following the young man's movements, it fell decisively with a "pop" sound.
Immediately after the shouts of killing broke out, two majestic cities, one black and one white, rose up on both sides of the chessboard. The two black and white stones on the chessboard turned into thousands of small soldiers, fighting endlessly. Looking at the situation on the chessboard, it was obvious that the fighting had entered a white-hot stage.
The winner is about to be decided.
Shen Tang: "..."
What should she do now?
Blinking blankly, Shen Tang tried to make a random move, and the young man on the opposite side followed closely. When the chess piece landed, it turned into a black villain and joined the fight. The white villain on Shen Tang's side was cut and scattered by the black villain cavalry.
In a group, isolated and helpless.
At this point, the results are needless to say.
After a few breaths, she suddenly opened her eyes, her face switching back and forth between black, white, red, and green, and it took a long time to resist the urge to lift the table.
The encrypted word spirit she thought was really the encrypted word spirit. The relationship between the two is like a safe and a password. With the cracking word spirit, it can be cracked. Who knew that the encrypted word spirit was the encrypted party arranging their troops, setting up the end game, and decrypting it?
One side breaks the situation.
Shen Tang crossed his arms and stared at the little picture.
It almost made the paper burst into flames.
If it doesn't work once, try again.
next door.
Qi Shan sensed the surge of Shen Tang's literary energy, and paused for a moment when he lifted the brush, and the dripping ink smudged into a small ball on the paper.
When he came back to his senses, he glanced at the drawing paper, frowned lightly, and refrained from replacing the paper with new paper. A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He had also drawn secret dramas several times before, either directly or implicitly.
, both men and women, even if they haven’t written for a long time and are a bit sloppy, they will soon regain their previous status and feel like a fish in water.
Until the pavilion boy rises in the east and the rooster crows.
Qi Shan stretched out, put away the dried secret play drawings, and prepared to hand them over to Shen Tang for submission - the person behind the scenes was also a drunkard who didn't care about drinking. It didn't matter how well he painted, he could just do it casually.
——He just opened the door and saw a group of familiar figures.
"Shen Xiaolangjun?"
The person who came was none other than Shen Tang.
Qishan asked again: "You got up so early today?"
When Shen Tang heard the noise, he turned around and said angrily: "Can Yuanliang not know whether I slept that night? Where is the painting?"
Qi Shan handed over the painting and said something confused.
"The person who set up the formation is a good hand."
If Shen Xiaolangjun, a half-hearted monk who had become a monk on the way, could break the formation, I don't know how many scheming people would cover their chests and vomit blood.
Shen Tang said: "Have you broken the formation?"
Qishan shook his head: "No."
Looking at Shen Xiaolangjun's eyes, he knew that he didn't have a good night last night. He was so angry that even Wen Xin was restless.
It's normal if it can't be broken, don't get angry like this.
Young people should learn more from him, he is very calm.
